A daredevil who slashed the Three Corpses, unlocking Beast Tamer! (Nine-thousand-word chapter, monthly votes please)

The Crimson Ghost King's voice exploded inside Li Xiang.

It was not wariness in the face of a formidable enemy, but the terror of a hunter suddenly discovering he had stepped into a trap.

"Lingxu?!"

"Didn't you turn your body into a cave heaven and blessed land ten thousand years ago to suppress me? How can you still exist inside this junior?"

He did not hesitate. Without even bothering to keep eroding Li Xiang's soul, he became a streak of scarlet, blood-filled baleful intent and fled wretchedly through the crown of Li Xiang's head.

In that instant, he had felt he had not entered a mortal body at all, but willingly leaped into a ghost-refining furnace prepared long ago.

It was a scheme spanning ten thousand years.

As the Crimson Ghost King left his body, Li Xiang felt some shackle within him break.

Chirr!

A cicada's cry pierced the passing seasons, ringing out from within him.

The Golden Cicada, silent all this time, now spread its wings and likewise flew out of Li Xiang's body.

In an instant, the entire Spirit Ruins Blessed Land trembled.

The fragments of rules drifting through the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land, and even the ghost qi spilling from the Crimson Ghost King, rushed madly toward the Golden Cicada like children far from home hearing their mother's call.

Light and shadow intertwined. Laws were reshaped.

Under Li Xiang's and Zhang Qichen's stunned gazes, the Golden Cicada vanished, replaced by a slender, indistinct figure.

The figure stood with his back to the two of them, yet seemed to have his back to all living beings.

Though his face was indistinct, his transcendent bearing was like a solitary island standing above the river of time, floating apart from the mortal world, ascending as an immortal on feathered wings.